Chapter 239: The Rhythm of Fire
"Some chicken tips and a few duck wings. It's all going to be spicy. ”
The young man named Zhan Ge, a programmer, had just recently changed jobs and was working in the CBD.
This weekend, he came looking for a house.
The place where he lives now is too far from the CBD, and it takes an hour to take the subway. So he plans to rent a house close to work.
In the morning, he walked around, and the environment was good. There are several new developments around.
In the future, if he has been working in the CBD, he is ready to buy a house in this neighborhood.
After ordering, he stood in front of the stall and watched Gao Xin fill him with chicken tips and duck wings.
"Two more chicken tips. ”
Gao Xin added two more chicken tips to him, put them on the electronic scale and weighed, "Fifteen yuan!"
"Enough!"
Packing, collecting money, Gaoxin handed the lo-mei to the war song.
Zhan Ge walked a few steps away with the lo-mei, and couldn't help but pick up a chicken tip and eat it.
First taste: cool!
Second taste: still cool.
It's indescribably cool, indescribably delicious.
He felt that all the lo-mei he had eaten in the past had been eaten in vain!
In front of you is the authentic lo-mei.
He hurriedly took a photo and posted it to Moments, with the text: "The best lo-mei I've ever eaten in my life." ”
The circle of friends quickly got feedback.
"Dude, pack! I'm worried about what to eat for lunch. Buy a braised duck and come back. ”
"I like to eat beef, is there any braised beef?"
"Leave me some chicken tips for supper at night. ”
Zhan Song turned his head and looked at the line lined up at ninety degrees, a little frightened.
He took another photo of the queue with the caption: "I don't want to queue." ”
Friends are coming online.
"Where's the lo-mei? The queue is so long, it can't be a to. ”
"I haven't heard that Tangcheng has a particularly well-known lo-mei, song, you take a frontal shot. ”
"People who just got up drooled when they saw pictures of eating. ”
"Dude, such a hot lo-mei, you have to pack it back. I'm waiting for you!"
Battle Song Heartstopper!
He didn't want to stand in line, especially in a line of nearly a hundred people.
In the end, he honestly walked to the back of the line and lined up with everyone.
"Young man, are you going to buy it?"
War Song smiled embarrassedly, "Not enough to eat." ”
The old lady turned her head, "I don't know if the little boss made enough lo-mei today." Don't wait until we're gone. ”
When I heard the battle song, I panicked. He didn't want to wait in line and end up with nothing to buy.
Zhan Ge asked, "Is this lo-mei still limited?"
"There is no limited edition. However, the little boss is not in good health and can't be too tired. So I don't make much lo-mei every time. You want to come over early, you know?"
Zhan Ge nodded repeatedly, "This business is too good. ”
"You haven't eaten the food cooked by the little boss, it's even better. The old lady said proudly.
Lu Zhan is their person, of course, he is honored.
War Song is a long insight.
Customers take the initiative to Amway, to be honest, for the first time in so many years, they have encountered it in real life. Amway on the web doesn't count.
Gao Xin said: "Boss, the ducks are sold out. There is only half of the braised chicken left. ”
"I want half a braised chicken. A strong man in the line shouted.
Lu Zhan glanced at the stall that was about to sell out, and said, "There is still a pot of lo-mei in the pot, I'll bring it over." ”
Lu Zhan went to the kitchen and quickly brought a large basket of lo-mei.
There are braised duck, braised chicken, chicken tip, duck neck, fragrant dry, lotus root slices, pig ears, and pig's head meat.
There are many varieties, but the number is limited.
Lu Zhan knocked on the glass window and said to the customers: "There are only so many left at noon today, and we will wait for tomorrow when we sell out." ”
"Little boss, a little more marinade. ”
Lu Zhan said with a smile: "If you want to be delicious, you must simmer slowly." You can only marinate up to three pots a day, please forgive me. ”
"Little boss, tomorrow you can marinate more ducks, your ducks are delicious. ”
Lu Zhan said with a smile: "The ducks and chickens I bought at home are all free-range running ducks and running pheasants. I promise you that tomorrow I will marinate a little more chicken and duck. ”
"The little boss is talking, I'll come over early tomorrow morning. ”
"Aren't you going to work?"
"I'm slipping away!"
When Xiaomei came to Lu's house, she saw a long queue.
She was frightened by the queue of diners.
It turned out that Boss Lu didn't open a restaurant, but only sold lo-mei, and the business was so good.
Xiaomei's heart is hot, how much does such a good business cost every day.
She pondered for a moment, and simply walked into the shoe store next door.
When it was the turn of the war song, there was only a little pig's head meat, a pig's ear, and a few materials left in the stall. The others are sold out.
Zhan Song hurriedly said, "I want them all." ”
Gao Xin asked, "Do you really want it all?"
War Song nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I want them all." Pig ears, pork head, and vegetarian dishes, I want them. ”
"What did you buy, young man, what did we buy?"
"Yes, you bought it all, what do we buy. ”
Zhan Ge hurriedly said: "There are many people in my family, seven or eight people, this is just enough to eat." Sorry, thank you, thank you!"
"The lad is really, and he doesn't leave us a little. Forget it, come over early tomorrow. As soon as the little boss comes back, this lo-mei is not enough to sell. ”
This is also what Gao Xin wants to say.
When the boss is not there, one pot of lo-mei every day, and occasionally two pots of lo-mei, can be sold from morning to evening, and the two of them are completely busy, and even a little idle.
The boss came back, and it was only the next day, and the three pots of lo-mei were all sold out in two or three hours. The three of them were so busy that they were dizzy.
No, only him and He Lu's mother were busy and dizzy.
On several occasions, he miscalculated and received the wrong money.
There is a boss and there is no boss, it is really different.
Gao Xin asked the war song, "Do you want to cut the pig's head meat and pig ears?"
War Song nodded, "Cut." ”
Lu Zhan picked up the pig's ears and cut them.
Brush brush brush, cut it!
Brush brush brush, the pig's head meat is also cut.
When Lu Zhan was cutting meat, Zhan Ge took out his mobile phone and secretly recorded a video.
"Seventy-eight pieces in total. ”
Gao Xin packed it and handed it to the war song.
Zhan Ge paid on WeChat and left with lo-mei.
After getting on the subway, Zhan Ge flipped out the video and watched it several times. Finally, I edited it with software, cut the one-and-a-half-minute video into forty-five seconds, and uploaded it to Weibo.
Accompanying text: "The best taste of lo-mei, the best knife work!"
When Weibo was sent, he didn't pay attention to it anymore. His Weibo account has only a few thousand followers, most of whom are used to diving.
He thought that if this Weibo was issued, it would be the same as the previous Weibo, and it would sink into the sea.
But this time, he underestimated himself and Boss Lu's dazzling knife work.
The knife work showed out, and it scared people to death!
Coupled with the super high appearance, it is difficult not to be popular!
But at this time, Zhan Ge didn't know that his Weibo was about to become popular!
All three pots of lo-mei were sold out.
High-tech brings hot water and cleans the stall.
Lu Zhan went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Lu's mother sat on a chair to rest, and she was tired today. For a few hours, let alone sit down, there is no time to even drink saliva.
Lu Zhan said loudly in the kitchen: "Mom, in the future, I will change the lo-mei business to sell in the afternoon." ”
"What's wrong?"
Lu Zhan said: "Selling lo-mei in the morning delays eating. ”
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and they had just started to make lunch.
Lu's mother agreed, "Okay, I'll listen to you." Gaoxin, you will post a notice in a while, and the door will open at half past three tomorrow afternoon. ”
"Okay!"